The Flavour of Spring
Winter is gone now;
Small buds in Earth's womb,
With their red, blue heads,
Proclaim she's pregnant
After a long time.
Mating with sky,
And April rain,
She derives joy
In giving birth.
Fertile smell,
Sweet and mild
Pervades me.
Eyes touch
New leaves,
Dozed.
Date: 12th April, 2019.
Contest name :Diminished Hexaverse Contest About Spring Poetry Contest.
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger.
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